I can see the goal

                                                                                   

                                                                                                            As I get closer to graduating, I think about what will happen next. But only when my mind isn’t bogged down with English grammar rules, submitting my communication portfolio, getting the required items for it, making sure my classes are set ...  

Honestly, the university makes it so difficult, to declare your major in communications,

you have to really want it, and even then you may be rejected.  

I have been trying hard to do the necessary steps to get my degree, and apparently I succeeded in most departments. I found I had 140 of the required 160 credits. That was a shock to the system. On top of it, I only have 3 courses left for TESOL, to be fair 2, I’m taking one over because I want to do better.

*Edit - nope

Now I am thinking about what it will be like to take my little dog with me to Korea. She’s never been in freezing cold or sweltering heat. She has never experienced life without a yard. She often gets to go with me to stores, and friend’s homes. I will be removing her from everything she has ever known and putting her in a tiny box with no yard, and maybe no grass nearby. I am feeling guilty and selfish. On the flip side, she constantly looked for me when I was gone to Seoul to study. She is by my side 90% of the time, even as I type this I can see her sleep at the end of my bed.

I have about a year left, less than two. I’ve come a long way from when my “little brother/남동생” first taught me 자모 & 한글  (Korean alphabet) I could barely pronounce them correctly due to their being so many differences in the sounds of our languages. Now I can go to a 식당 (restaurant) in 서울 (Seoul) and say 김치 주세요 (please give me kimchi) and the best part is, they understand me.  

I had to create a site for Hangeul for class, and I don't think I could have done it with out my friend's help. 

I have worked really hard to get this far. It’s been a rough trip too. I can’t think of too much that came easy to me. I cried through every math test, and scrapped by. 

I can’t math! 

I drive almost two hours to class (I know others have done more). I try to work while taking classes, and on more than one occasion all my efforts were for nothing.  
Although there have been some (REAL) rough patches along the way, I don’t regret all the work I’ve put into this. 

For now, all I can do is Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming~